Love

love love is when : not any other matches in beauty and grace you decide to hold hands till the end of time you remember every contour of your lover's face you hear their heavenly voice and hear the angel's chime their hair always feel like soft fluttering silk they are the light on a darken, cold night you need them like a baby who needs his mother's milk you can't remember joy without their insight you chosen who will share your seed you water your seed with shared love together it grows in your images as you take the lead a family can't break whatever the weather you bond with unbroken chains of love and devotion you grow old and can't see yourself with another your seed falls in love and you again watch the motion your seed becomes a father or mother you are buried together your still not alone your ties will not sever your grandchildren read this poem on your burial stone